Chang Shiwan had originally laughed in fury at Chen Fei's words. He had only broken through to the Aperture Refining Realm two years ago, yet he dared speak so boldly.
Chen Fei was talented—his talent even far surpassed that of ordinary Aperture Refining Realm cultivators. Everyone could see that. But no matter how great one's talent was, it needed time to bear fruit. Without time, talent could not be transformed into true strength.
But when Chang Shiwan saw the sixty sword beads within the sword array, his expression froze. Especially after sensing the aura emanating from every sword bead, disbelief began to show in his eyes.
Of course Chang Shiwan recognized the Heavy Origin Sword Array. As a renowned inherited technique of the Yuan Chen Sword Sect, the surrounding sects had all studied it. The Divine Flame Sect was naturally no exception.
But what was with these sixty sword beads? Was this something an Early Stage Aperture Refining Realm martial artist could wield? What level of comprehension of the technique was needed to raise the number of sword beads to such a degree?
Bang!
A sword bead slammed into Chang Shiwan's blade and shattered on impact, seeming utterly unable to withstand a single blow. Yet there was no smile on Chang Shiwan's face—only shock filled his eyes.
That was because the single sword bead had actually numbed his arm. That was just one sword bead, yet there were still fifty-nine surrounding him. And the sword bead that had just shattered had already recovered in the blink of an eye.
Standing within the sword array, Chang Shiwan raised his head to look at Chen Fei outside. The number of sword beads was wrong, and their power was even more inconceivable. What exactly was going on? Chen Fei had only been in